I downloaded Adam Avitable's Interviews with Dead Celebrities for free -- and I still feel like he owes me money back for the time I wasted reading it.
But when nobody enters my classroom, I die on the inside.
Satire is best when we see a reflection of ourselves, and this book is a terrifying, magical mirror.
Have something to add to this story? Was there a sudden zombie attack and I survived, alone in my classroom? I have no emails at all.
What a journey we're been on.
Can Steve Jobs tell a joke? I start to get up to move around so they turn on again, but what's the point.